The Deep End unofficial broom race

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date	place	tags	wc	speech	outfits
20/11/25	Outdoor Club Area		224/200	#36563c	xxx

Rosaline held onto her broom tightly. She didn’t make much progress since the last round. Vera was ahead of them, so fast. Rosaline wished she could get closer to her, yet she didn’t succeed. A wind blew by. Her eyes were sore because of the sudden cold wind. She squinted. As she figured there was a chance for her to cast Verdimillious to Vera, she quickly drew her wand out of her pocket and aimed at Vera. She tried to think of the enunciation for the spell, but managed to mutter something; yet, it wasn’t the best pronunciation. Her wand trembled a bit and then stopped. Her face flushed with crimson at her own failure.

But there was no time for her to feel sorry. In front of her, many pigeons were flying. Rosaline actually loved birds, but not like in this situation. “What’s happening…” she murmured with a surprised expression, still comprehending the scene in front of her. Pigeons didn’t give her time to think. The next second, they pooped everywhere, even on Rosaline’s face and in her eyes. “Blimey!” She exclaimed, one hand still holding on tightly to her broom, the other hand waving to chase the birds away. Her vision was blurry. A hint of bad smell swelled to her nose. This was probably the dirtiest scenario Rosaline had been through.

Action: As strategised

stats
stamina: 6 (7)| evasion: 5 (6) | strength: 5
wisdom: 8 | arcane Power: 7 |accuracy: 4 (6)
Lovely Creature
Broom: Comet 180 (+2 accuracy, +1 evasion, +1 stamina)

Any exhilaration Cecilia felt from flying quickly faded when she crashed into the first tree. That seemed to be enough to throw her off her balance, for she crashed into another shortly after. After two loud yelps, she exhaled deeply and tried to keep her gaze fixed ahead of her. Refocusing seemed to help as she managed to clear the last tree. It seemed that the fox had her work cut out for her if she was to be of any use to her fellow Rams.

Cecilia did her best to fly steadily, but furrowed her brows as she approached another narrow passageway. This time, there was no lumos to guide her through, which proved to be a poor miscalculation on her part as her shoulder made contact with the wall. It hurt far more than Cecilia expected, but that would not be enough to deter her. If anything, she was pleasantly surprised by how far she made it. With a quick glance over her shoulders, the young fox spotted Avery and Lucille by her side. She nodded firmly at both witches, knowing that would be more perils up ahead. No matter what they were, she would give it her all and could only hope that they shared the same sentiment.

word count: 207
trunk: burn healing paste, bruise healing paste
broom: comet 180stats: stamina 5 (6)・evasion 8 (9)・strength 4・wisdom 6・arcane power 6・accuracy 6 (8)
action: as strategised.

This was just as exciting as his Quidditch games had been.

So much was happening around him, and while he couldn't hope to keep track of it all, he knew he had highly underestimated broom racing. When he first heard about it, he had believed it to be simple racing around a track without much interaction with others. He couldn't have been more wrong. Spells were being cast all around him, and the dirtiest tactics were being used to gain even the slightest advantages.

This sport was serious, and this game wasn't even an official one. It made the young Slytherin wonder what it'd be like to join the Slytherin- No, his mind was still set on duelling, as fun as this was.

Still, to match their energy and do his best to win, Percival tightened the grip on his broom and continued ahead as fast as he could. To win this race, he needed to stay close to the rest but also contribute more than just distance traveled along the track. Sadly, he didn't have too many spells at his disposal to hinder others or aid his team, but he did have his broom and he had seen how others used it to gain advantages.

With his eyes on those around him, he sighed and made up his mind.

He knew exactly what he needed to do.

Broom: Comet 180
Stats: Stamina: 7 | Evasion: 9 | Strength: 0 | Wisdom: 6 | Arcane Power: 3 | Accuracy: 10
Abilities: None
Action: As strategized

ROUND 4

A note to all players: The word count minimum is 200 words. The next deadline to post and submit strategy is 120 hours from the time this is posted. If you believe a mistake has been made in the calculations of this round, please reach out to me ASAP so it can be addressed promptly.

Average Racer Stats for Obstacle DCs: 8 (accuracy), 6 (stamina), 4 (strength), 7 (wisdom)
Average Wisdom of Team 1+ 10: 17 (Cheating DC for Team 2)
Average Wisdom of Team 2 + 10: 17 (Cheating DC for Team 1)

Support Actions
Mamori remounts their broom

Cecilia scourgifys Rosaline's eyes

Reducio

Wis DC: 12
Cecilia wis: d20(1)+6=7, crit fail

Cecilia fails to cast

One of the things Matilde liked most about broom racing was that it was never over. It taught you to keep fighting, even when things seem bleak. Despite it all, Mamori got back on his broom and would soon be back in the race. Rosaline graciously attempted to help her teammate clear her eyes but appeared to be unsuccessful.

Attacks
Avery casts verdimillious on Aodhan

Reducio

Wis DC: 12
Avery wis: d20(12) + 10=22
CP autohit 10% on 1: d10(8), no autohit
Avery's cat's grace 10% on 1: d10(2), attack noticed
Aodhan's evasive maneuvers 10% on 1: d10(5), no auto eva
Avery acc: d20(8)+10-1-3=14
Aodhan eva: d20(12)+11-3=20

Aodhan evades

Aodhan blatches Althea

Reducio

CP auto hit 10% on 1: d10(9), no auto hit
Aodhan acc: d20(16)+16-3=29
Althea eva: d20(10)+10-3=17
Hit, damage=25*4=100

Althea is KOB in unit 9 [500/700]

“Both teams decide to go on the offensive, choosing Avery and Aodhan as their champions. Aodhan dodges, and still has the skills to execute his own move! Althea is down as a result of that blatch.”

Movements

UNIT 1
Violence ends here [did not post]

UNIT 2 -
Easy Narrow Passageway- Acc DC 12

Reducio

Maisie acc: d20(12)+15-1-4=22, pass

UNIT 3
Moderate Trees- DC 13

Reducio

Maisie acc: d20(4, 19, 12)+15-1-4=14, 29, 22, pass, pass, pass

UNIT 5
Percival ends here [late post]

UNIT 6
Hard narrow passageway- DC 22

Reducio

Maisie acc: d20(17)+15-1-4=27, pass

Zephyr acc: d20(15)+5-2=18, fail
damage= 3*10=30

Zephyr takes 30 damage [440/500]
Zephyr and Maisie end here

UNIT 7
Lucille ends here (did not post)

UNIT 8
Swarm of pigeons DC 18

Reducio

Tatsu chooses Avery and Cecilia
Avery: d20(2)+9-3= 8, fail
Tatsu chooses eyes

Cecilia: d20(20)+9-3=26, pass

Avery gets pooped in the eyes, has a disadvantage on all accuracy, evasion, and wisdom rolls until poop is removed
Mamori ends here [returned to broom]

UNIT 9
Moderate vines- acc 12/str 9

Reducio

Avery: d20(15,2)+10-1-3=21,10, fail

Cecilia: d20(5)+8-1-3=9, fail

Aodhan: d20(15)+16-3=28, pass

Rosaline: d20(13,6)+6-1-4=14, 7, fail

Avery is stuck in vines, ends here
Cecilia is stuck in vines, ends here
Rosaline is stuck in vines, ends here
Aodhan ends here
Althea ends here [KOB]

UNIT 12
Doxies eva DC 20

Reducio

Verity: d20(19,17,11)+10-2=27,25,19, pass, pass, fail

Verity is bit by 1 doxie, losses 25 HP and -1 stamina [525/700] [675/700] I hope I did that correctly

UNIT 14
Easy trees Acc DC 8

Reducio

Verity acc: d20(7,2,6)+9-2=14, 9, 12, pass, pass, pass

Verity ends here

All throughout the track, a strange bought of amnesia suddenly seemed to overcome racers on both teams. Distracted by something (maybe the same thing?) that was invisible to Matilde, Lucille, Percival, and Violence were each stationary. “Don’t give up yet lads and lasses!” Matilde called encouragingly. “The race is very nearly over.” And indeed it was. Verity was still in the lead, far enough ahead that it seemed like a done deal. But Matilde knew by now that broom racing was not always that simple. Would the Callendula Rams pull ahead just in time and take the win? Or would Verity’s team secure their spot as the champions?

Round Outcome

Team 1
@Pecival Rocier is in unit 5. [700/700] [no post] [no post][posted][late post]
@Aodhan Shaw is in unit 9. [700/800] [posted][posted][posted][posted]
@Verity Engels is in unit 14. [675/700] [posted][posted][posted][posted] dropped wand
@Zephyr Deakin is in unit 6. [440/500] [posted][posted][posted][posted]
@Violence Bloodthorn is in unit 1. [575/700] returned to broom [posted][posted][posted][no post]
@Mamori Anezaki is in unit 8. [300/500][posted][posted][posted] [returned to broom] pooped, cannot be assisted by teammates until it is removed

Team 2 (Callendula Rams)
@Maisie Gemmell is in unit 6. [950/1000] returned to broom [posted][posted][posted][posted]
@Avery Grey is in unit 9. [900/1000] [posted][posted][posted][posted] Stuck in vines
@Cecilia Merrick is in unit 9. [450/600] [posted][posted][posted][posted] Stuck in vines
@Althea Valeden is in unit 9. [500/700] [posted] [posted][posted] [posted] [KOB]
@Lucille Rosenhart is in unit 7. [700/800] [KOB] [posted][no post] [no post][no post]
@Rosaline Everhart is in unit 9. [500/700] [posted][posted][posted][posted] disadvantage on all accuracy, evasion, and wisdom rolls until poop is removed, stuck in vines

Submitted Plays

Note: Althea's blatch was invalid because she was never in the same unit as Verity

Edits:
* Verity’s HP should be 675/700

Catching up should have been easy: fly forward, fly fast. And yet, it wasn't so easy to do that as with each inch she pulled ahead, she caught a glimpse of what was happening to everyone else. That is, what was happening in her absence: blatches, falling, failed casting, and vines, vines, vines. They wrapped and clawed around her teammates like that curse that was being paired with Maisie Gemmell. She bit her lip, frustrated.

Whatever lead they might have had at the very beginning surely had evaporated now. And they had great players—Althea, Rosaline, Cecilia, Avery, Lucille...oh, Lucille. Barely ahead of her, Maisie could make out the shape of her body on the ground and it sent shivers up her spine. How many times on that dreaded duelling piste had she seen a teammate lying there, unmoving and unresponsive before they were carted off unceremoniously? How many times had she let that happen? How many times had she been unable to protect a teammate?

Too many.

Unfortunately, Lucille just added to the body count. Still, Maisie knew she'd visit it in the Hospital Wing when they got of this. And maybe that was the thing to focus on now: the four of them ahead of her who were still in this. Even if they couldn't pull it off, maybe they could be okay. She swallowed, wanting to believe this.

Until she saw Althea fall off her broom.

Stats:
Stamina:7 (10) | Evasion: 9 (12) | Strength: 2 (5) | Wisdom: 8 (11) | Arcane Power: 5 (8) | Accuracy: 9 (12)
Abilities: Muggle Condition & Perfectionist
Broom: Silver Arrow
Action: As strategized.

Retribution came quick. It was as if the world resonated so deeply with the pink-haired boy's plight and vulgar gestures that it became intent on making good on her thought of compensating the juniors she had knocked over throughout the course of this race.

The loud coos of pigeons have barely begun to fade into the background when a strong sweep of wind and rustling caught up to her. Her eyes had been fixed to the front, trying to spot a glimpse of Verity and gauge her position. Althea barely noticed that strangely hastening gust of wind until it was just at her heels. Before she could turn around to look for its source, a figure steered and hurtled towards her. A loud and electrifying thunk to her back, and suddenly, her hands were off the broom handle and her body weight toppled over. The rush of wind bit into her, startling her in time for her to angle her body– CRASH. Her shoulder throbbed as she forced it to cushion the impact of her fall, rolling along with the momentum just as her broom fell from the sky and landed next to her.

She looked up just in time to see the culprit fly over her. Althea hissed, pushing herself up with scraped elbows, "Who owes who a goody bag now..."

Stats:
Stamina: 7 | Strength: 8 | Arcane Power: 9 | Accuracy: 9 11 | Evasion: 8 10 | Wisdom: 9
Ability:
Comprehend Languages (Mermish) 10% wisdom boost
Broom
Twigger 90
Action:
As strategised

Even though Zephyr's shoulders were screaming in pain, he smiled through it all. He may be in pain but he's not one to dwell on it too long. After all, he just did something that made him proud. He watched as Aodhan soared through the sky with his help until he couldn't see him anymore except for the guy's scream of exhilaration. He did everything he could and sent his teammate flying forward to give him more momentum that would have been impossible to execute alone.

That feeling gave him encouragement as he forced himself to continue with his own journey. I can do this, I can survive this. The pain in his arms and shoulders didn’t matter as much when he remembered the throw and the rush of seeing his teammate gained more ground because of him. Contributing to the team and proving to himself that he could handle more than just his own flight was one hell of an achievement for him.

Even with pain shooting through him, and sweat appearing on his face, he proceeded. There was still a race to finish. His entire body was already trembling from the previous sections. The trees and other obstacles from previous sections had left his shoulders sore and his grip to loosen slightly. He knew this next section was going to be worse, far beyond what he managed so far. He could see another narrow passageway ahead of him.

He took several deep breaths and tried to calm himself, but even as he console himself, the passageway was impossibly narrow and tight. The chill was making him shiver despite the effort of holding himself upright on his broom. But... he continued as he tried to squeeze through without hitting anything but it was not easy. His shoulders scraped something sharp which cut through his sleeve. He flinched as it momentarily distracted him and cursed under his breath. Don’t let a stupid scratch ruin everything. Internally, he was frustrated and hyper due to adrenaline rush. His body tensed and jerked to avoid something that was not even a danger.

Why is this so hard? His heart hammered inside his chest. This passageway was so narrow that it feels like a punishment, punishing every second of doubt he had in his mind. He tried to push harder, pivoting his broom properly but his movements were off slightly. Pain shot up his shoulder and he bit back a groan. The broom shook which forced him to overdo his actions. Don’t fall, don’t fall! He hit something and the force sent a shock of pain down his arm and side. His world spun for a second as he gritted his teeth.

banner by harlan montgomery

november 20th, 2025
morning

"Don't let a little bird drama cost you that number one spot."

Vera's grip on her broom tightened. Right. She leaned forward and started again. It was a bit daunting to be at the front with little to no support. In the beginning, when they were all at the starting line, everyone was within reach. Now, they were spread out a bit too thin for anyone's liking.

Fortunately (or unfortunately, given the crowd), Vera wasn't lonely for long.

The... demonic little fairies were right on her trail as she traversed the track. Except, they weren't exactly fairies. Fairies were pleasant, aesthetically pleasing, and had a lighter colour palette. These ones had too many limbs to be considered normal, wild hair, and an equally unnerving facial structure. She had seen them before, hadn't she? These purple creatures were somewhere in her textbooks. But where...?

A sharp pain bloomed at Vera's side, and she could only bite back a gasp as she sped up. It only took a few more metres before Vera looked back and let out a long and deep breath.

"That will be the stuff of nightmares, I'm sure," She mumbled to nobody in particular.

She looked down at the bite, wincing at the ugly discolouration of her skin. The bite hadn't been particularly deep, but it was a light enough graze to warrant concern. "That's a nasty bite."

@Percival Rocier | @Aodhan Shaw | @Mamori Anezaki | @Violence Bloodthorn | @Zephyr Deakin

racing info. coded by harlan

statistics. Stamina: 05 08 | Evasion: 07 10 | Strength: 02 05 | Wisdom: 07 10 | Arcane Power: 03 06 | Accuracy: 06 09	broomstick. Silver Arrow [ +3 to all stats | Top Speed: 5 ]
abilities. metamorphmagus | skilled transfigurer	action. as strategized.

Reminder: about 24 hours left to post for round 5.

Posts still needed from: @Percival Rocier
@Violence Bloodthorn
@Cecilia Merrick
@Lucille Rosenhart
@Rosaline Everhart
@Aodhan Shaw
@Mamori Anezaki
@Avery Gray

Strategy still needed from team 1 @Percival Rocier
@Aodhan Shaw
@Verity Engels
@Zephyr Deakin
@Violence Bloodthorn
@Mamori Anezaki

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What a beautiful display of instant karma. The lanky senpai who'd just blatched him didn't even have time to look smug before @Aodhan Shaw came swooping in and knocked her clean off her broom. "Aodhan, you absolute legend!" Mamori yelled — pure reflex gratitude for the immediate payback as his teammate disappeared ahead. Mamori was watching the whole thing from a unit away and somehow managed to forget the tiny detail that he had initiated this whole karmic chain reaction by blatching Lucille first, which prompted Althea's retaliation, which then probably motivated Aodhan to avenge him in turn, and honestly at this point the revenge cycle had become so complicated that a flowchart was needed. Realizing he was a terribly long way from the main pack, the pink-haired boy hurried to remount and pushed forward and in his haste made the mistake of raising his arm to sniff his shoulder, only to be assaulted with the most horrible odors directly into his nostrils, bearing a striking resemblance the combination of spoiled seafood, a public restroom after a music festival, and that one corner of the potions classroom where failed experiments went to die. The desire to pass out was overwhelming, but he braced himself to go on partly for propriety, mainly because if he stopped now, he would forever be 'the wimp who couldn't handle getting shit on by pigeons' in jock lore. Not that pushing forward solved anything... the stench had embedded itself so thoroughly into his clothing that a three-hour bath was now inevitable.

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𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 Moontrimmer 𝑒𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑠 +3 to Two Stats [EVA & ACC] & 10% Auto-Dodge, Top Speed 5 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑠 sta. 5 | eva. 10 13 | str. 5 | wis. 7 | arc. 3 | acc. 10 13 𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑠 Non-Human Enthusiast | Foulplay 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 As strategized

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